As if you were on fire from within, the moon lives in the lining of your skin…

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Passion. It lies in all of us. Sleeping… waiting… and though unwanted, unbidden, it will stir… open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us… guides us. Passion rules us all. And we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love… the clarity of hatred… the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion, maybe we’d know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow. Empty rooms, shuttered and dank. Without passion, we’d be truly dead. /Joss Whedon/

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TrifeXXXtra: Dewdrops On Curves

As I discovered on Trifecta, November 15th is National Erotica Day. Trifecta is not an erotica-specific type of place, but they never shy away from a chance to stretch creative limbs. The challenge this week is erotic writing – 33 to 333 words to celebrate sensuality.

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This is my – haiku way of doing it:

waves of sensuality
lapping my ignited curves
i surrender

shudders through whispers
intense thrusts in moist ripeness
breathless release

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How do you spell ‘love’?

loveeee

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh … And eyes big love-crumbs,
and possibly i like the thrill
of under me you so quite new.
/E.E.Cummings/